Well my dear friends,
I am finally home to little Cromwell, CT. I left Rexburg on Friday, stayed in Provo for a couple of days and then got on a plane at 8:30pm yesterday to take me to Denver, CO. My connecting flight to Bradley International from Denver didn't leave until 11:55. So I left Denver at 11:55pm and arrived in Hartford at 5:10am. So you might think that my flight took about 5 hours. But you would be wrong. It really only took about 3. So what happened to that extra time you ask? Some attribute it to the rotation of the earth and time zones and other nonsense of the like, but really, there is only one explanation. I traveled into the future. Yes, that's right. I am an experienced time traveler. Don't you wish we were better friends?
Now my question is, what happens to the lost time? If you think about it, I lost 2 hours of my life. It is technically 4:00 pm, but my day began 2 hours earlier than it should have. One of the enigmas of the universe. If you did enough flying, I wonder if you could take years off your life. In that case, not only have I successfully traveled into the future, but I have unlocked the fountain of youth. It just so happens to be several miles above the earth in a 747.

By the way, I've realized it's the little things that I miss about Connecticut.
Shall I provide a list?
I think I shall.
-Knowing the roads well enough to go where you want to go
-Having access (even if it is limited) to a car to go where you want to go
-My dog curling up next to me on my bed
-The land of "wicked" "stop & shop" "CVS" and "Devil Dogs" -- I can once again use this lost half of my vocabulary without people looking at me funny and then asking -- "where are you from?"
-The birds chirping in the tree outside my bedroom window. I realized this morning that it's not that there aren't birds in Rexburg, it's that my bedroom overlooked a parking lot, where birds don't seem to like to hang out in the mornings.
-My bay window. I have three windows in my own room. Yes, count 'em, three.
-Multiple rooms, multiple floors. I believe this is a repeat from Christmas break.
-Having a TV in my room.
-Not having cable so that at any given moment I know what's showing on each of the 8 channels that come in.
-Hardwood floors and area rugs.
-My grand piano.
-A yard. It seems so big.
-Not worrying about making the downstairs neighbors mad by jumping around or pounding on the floor, if I so desire. And I do.
-Not having to walk to Broulim's to buy my own groceries and then carry them home.
-The newspaper.
-A clean bathroom. Oh wait. No. Evan's got ours looking pretty icky.
-A clean downstairs bathroom.
-Having more than one bathroom.

These are just a few of the things I thought of.
Course, give me a month, and I'll be writing a list of everything I miss about Rexburg.

In other news, I am happy to report, that in my first day home, I have gotten myself a job. I am very proud.
I will be a hostess at Denny's for the summer, with the possibility of working up to a server. Exciting.
I have orientation this afternoon and then I start on Friday.
Very exciting for me.

That is all.
I want to eat before my orientation.

Until again.